Hideaway Strath blueblood

nyra knew. teya could not have explained how exactly the sensation felt, or how it had suddenly dropped upon her, but she realized suddenly that she had her paws upon a dangerous path. yet kynareth's words did much to loosen her tension. 
he would not be angry, it seemed, and accepted her terms. teya did not think of it as a true alliance, and thought that eljay would have a sore time if these wolves brought any harm to the caldera. but she did not speak these things, only nodded gently and sent her attention toward nyra.
she thought less that this might be his wife; the pale giantess did not seem held in any sort of thrall. unlike teya, who had to work to keep herself from looking toward the brindled grandmaster again, forcing herself into the role of kind and respectful emissary to the strath.
nothing to say, only a silence until nyra responded.